Chapter 13501 The whereabouts of the secondary clone

The Star Picking Tower has developed to the point where it can exist independently of the Holy Temple, which is enough to prove its terrifying strength and profound heritage. As one of the most powerful forces on this continent, the Holy Temple is so powerful that no one can match it.

However, even if the Holy Hall wanted to destroy the Star Picking Tower, it would probably have to pay a huge price. This was not only because of the strength of the Star Picking Tower itself, but also because of the deep heritage and endless resources hidden behind it, which made any force dare not easily provoke it.

"There are two of my secondary clones in here. If you can get them, you can activate the Demon Spirit Sect. Then, I will let you experience what the real spirit control technique is!"

The voice of the Demon King sounded from the deep and mysterious space of the magic needle, with a hint of excitement that was hard to conceal, as if he was revealing a shocking secret to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's heart was also filled with excitement. He knew very well that in this world where the strong are respected, the more backers you have, the greater your chances of survival.

Now, the secondary clone and the Demon Spirit Sect mentioned by the Demon Spirit King have undoubtedly opened a door for him to a more powerful force. Moreover, once the Demon Spirit Sect is activated, he can also obtain the awe-inspiring ability of the Demon Spirit King. By then, his strength will surely advance by leaps and bounds and reach a higher level.

Just as Ling Xiao was immersed in endless reverie, something strange suddenly happened in the field. The space in front of him seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and then a dazzling sword light cut through the sky, carrying an extremely sharp aura, and came straight towards him.

Facing this sudden attack, Ling Xiao's eyes did not show any panic. On the contrary, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought to himself, "That's great, let me try out the strength I just gained after the breakthrough!" As he spoke, the tremendous power surging in his body seemed to respond to his call, gathering into a powerful force, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

At present, Ling Xiao's strength has reached the Tongtian Realm. This level of cultivation allows him to handle the situation with ease even when facing a strong man at the fourth level of the Baoyuan Realm, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

The power of the Nine Revolutions of Samsara flows through his body, allowing him to fight across realms as if it were a common occurrence. No matter how many realm gaps there are in between, they cannot stop him from moving forward. This is the most terrifying aspect of the Nine Revolutions of Samsara.

He waved his hand casually, and a sharp sword energy broke through the air. It was his precise control of power and also a ruthless judgment on the enemy. Under the impact of this force, the sword energy in the void was like fragile glass, which was directly shattered and dissipated into nothingness.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the void. It was a middle-aged man with white hair. His face was calm, but his eyes were shining with brilliance and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth: "You are quite capable and can block my sword. You are indeed extraordinary." His tone showed both recognition of Ling Xiao's strength and a hint of surprise.

However, before the white-haired middle-aged man could finish his words, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, at an astonishing speed.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the white-haired man, holding a sharp blade flashing with cold light in his hand. At the same time, a bloodthirsty blade light burst out from the blade, as if to devour everything.

He did not use the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, the sword that symbolizes supreme power and noble status. Using it on an ant was like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken.

For the white-haired middle-aged man in front of him, a warrior who was only at the first level of Baoyuan Realm, using the bloodthirsty sword spirit was already a great respect and honor for him, which was enough to demonstrate Ling Xiao's extraordinary and arrogance.

Seeing this, the white-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to show off his style and strength, and let Ling Xiao see the power of the Bao Yuan Realm warriors, but he didn't expect Ling Xiao to play by the rules so unexpectedly. He attacked before he finished speaking, leaving him no room to show off.

However, the white-haired middle-aged man did not get discouraged or back down. He had a high opinion of himself. As a warrior in the Bao Yuan realm, he had enough confidence and strength.

Moreover, he heard that Ling Xiao was only at the Wuhun realm, and there was undoubtedly a big gap between him and him. He firmly believed that he could easily deal with Ling Xiao's attack, and might even be able to turn defeat into victory.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he swung the sword in his hand suddenly. The tip of the sword drew a graceful arc in the air, as if to split the air in two.

boom!
With a deafening roar, a powerful sword energy swept out from the long sword in his hand, sweeping towards Ling Xiao like a violent storm. This sword condensed all his strength and will. It was a test of Ling Xiao's strength, and also a display of his confidence in his own strength.

The white-haired middle-aged man looked at the raging sword energy with a smug smile in his eyes. He was very confident that this sword was enough to block Ling Xiao's attack, and might even severely injure the opponent, allowing him to see the true strength of a warrior in the Bao Yuan realm.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen Ling Xiao's defeated figure, as well as his own splendor and glory after victory.

However, just when the white-haired middle-aged man was confident that his sword energy could block Ling Xiao's attack, the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle points, and an expression of extreme shock instantly appeared on his face.

It was an incredible fear and despair, as if he had seen something incredible. Then, his head flew away from his body as if it was suddenly pulled out by an invisible force, and blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding air red.

His sword energy, in front of that mysterious and powerful force, was like a fragile piece of paper, without the slightest resistance, and was unable to block Ling Xiao's attack at all. His self-confidence, at this moment, completely turned into a complete joke, becoming a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

"Idiot!" Ling Xiao cursed coldly, his tone full of disdain and ridicule. He looked around calmly, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he could see through everything.

His voice echoed in the void, carrying an unquestionable majesty, "You are quite courageous. This is the territory of Zhaixing Tower, and you dare to attack me. Well, well, I haven't killed enough. Come on if you want. Let me see who is not afraid of death."

He stood proudly in the void, surrounded by an invisible aura of arrogance and majesty, and had no intention of entering the Star-Picking Tower.

Although he has indeed entered the large area of ​​the Zhaixing Tower, he has not stepped into the magnificent building. Zhaixing Tower generally does not interfere too much in such situations. As long as there is no trouble inside, they will not take action. (End of this chapter)